So is this idea completely shit or nah???
Naruto cleared his throat and stood. He didn’t think he could sleep anymore. He had ruined it. He had destroyed the day. Sasuke was hiding in his room, and he could feel the pain coming off of Itachi in waves. On the way back to the hotel his cough had come back in ten fold. His throat was raw and his head was starting to hurt. He made his way to the kitchen and fixed himself a glass of water. After a few moments Itachi joined him.
“Is there anything I can do?”
Naruto laughed bitterly. “No. There really is nothing.”
'If he only knew.'
Itachi was silent for a few moments. He was debating on what to say next. He didn’t want to trouble Naruto anymore than he already was. “What will happen next?”
Naruto looked at him in confusion. He wasn’t the one that planned the trip, so he couldn’t be talking about that. The only thing he could be referring to was the impending death. “I uh – I don’t really know.”
Itachi looked up at him. ‘How could he not know.’ Itachi rubbed his temple trying to deter a headache. “What do you know? I need to know what to expect.” Itachi knew he probably didn’t want to talk about it, but he needed to know. He needed to prepare.
“Well with dad it started like the flu.” Naruto shrugged looking down at his hands. “You know coughing, sneezing, a fever. I’m not really sure of all the symptoms. He never really talked about it.”
“What kind of illness is it?”
“It’s kind of tricky.” Naruto set his glass down and sighed in frustration. “It’s a family thing. No one else in the world has it.” Naruto stopped and thought about it. “Well not that I know of. It's like a mass failure of your body unless you comply with it’s demands.” He didn’t like that wording. “Well not demands really more like-”
“Like Naruto is too good,” Sasuke spit with venom “of a person to set a bomb off in someone else’s life, so he has to pay the consequences.” He was back, and he was angry. “Saint Naruto would rather leave us behind so he doesn’t ruin his true love’s life, you see.”
“No. Don’t start that. I know that you’ve made your decision, but I’ve decided that I’m not going to be happy about it.”
“So, whatever it is, it is curable?" Itachi cut in. He looked hopeful and Naruto had to look away.
Sasuke scoffed. “No because Naruto would rather die than ruin his soulmates current relationship.”
“Soulmate?” Itachi didn’t like being confused. “Naruto, what does he mean?”
Naruto plopped down in a chair. “Have a seat.” He looked at Sasuke. “Both of you.” He would have to explain it the best he could. “Around WWII I had some family captured by Nazi’s. I’m not sure of what they did or what the experiments were, but it changed our DNA. For whatever reason we have soulmates.” Naruto suddenly found his fingers interesting. He started rubbing them together, and he would not look up. “I’m not sure how my body knows who my soulmate is or why that person is chosen, but I have one.” Naruto started scratching at his skin, he almost hoped it would start to bleed. “After my 25th birthday, my heart stopped. It doesn’t have it’s own beat anymore. I’m in sync with this person, and if I don’t start and keep a loving relationship with them my body starts to die.”
Itachi reached out and grabbed his hands, stopping the movement before he drew blood. “So, you need your soulmate?”
Sasuke huffed out a dry laugh. “Tell him Naruto. Tell him why you have to die.”
Naruto looked up and stared into Itachi’s eyes. He was dreading this part. “My soulmate already has the love of his life.”
Itachi looked down at their intertwined fingers. He could feel Naruto itching to get away. In all his years he had never heard anything like it. He wanted to break things. He wanted to rant and rave, but he knew Naruto was hurting as well. Sasuke was right, Naruto was just to nice for this world. He had half a mind to make that other person disappear. He could end that relationship with one phone call, but he knew it would upset Naruto. He felt tears burning his eyes. It was something he hadn’t experienced in over 12 years. He couldn’t cry here. Not with people watching him.
“Itachi.” He jumped when Naruto whispered his name. He hadn’t realized he had zoned out. He could feel a traitorous tear working it’s way down the side of his nose with more following. Naruto attempted to move his fingers, but they would not budge. Itachi hadn’t realized he had started to crush his fingers. He dropped Naruto’s hands and quickly stood. ‘Fuck.’ He wasn’t ready to talk about it. He couldn’t get his emotions in check. They were all over his face. He looked to his brother who was watching him with wide confused eyes. He took a deep breathe trying to gather himself. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Without saying anything he turned and walked away. The door slamming echoed through the rooms.
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